"Um Spector 6 to Ghost, permission to land Phantom."
"Permission granted"
"Oh and um prep the Med Bay"
"Why?!? Are you ok?!?"
"Yeah, but there was a bug on the planet but it should wear off in a few days but it causes hallucinations and I don't want y'all having to deal with that."
"Ok but after I want a full report"
"Ok"

A few days earlier...
Ezra was going on a mission alone to gather some data. He was suppose to be done in two days but had to stay an extra. He continued to update The crew to not worry them but Ezra got a warning of a bug going around. He tried his best to keep away but on the third day, the day he was going back, he felt clammy and sweaty when he woke up. Sighing he got up and radioed The crew to were we are now.

Once Ezra docked, The crew had already been notified about Ezra's condition and were waiting for him so they could get him to the Med Bay. But what he saw, they were a little unprepared.
Ezra slowly came down the ladder wobbly and stumbled when he landed. He turned around and leaned against the ladder showing the others his face.
He was as pale as a ghost, has sweat running down his face, and a red tint on his cheeks showed from his complexion.
He held a hand out with the disk which Hera took immediately, not wanting to strain him. Ezra looked up groggily at them and said "Yeah, not going to make it" and his eyes rolled back as his body fell limp. Zeb hurried and caught just before the floor and cradled him to his chest.
"The Kid is way to hot, Boss. I'm taking him to the Med Bay." And he ran out with the dead weight while the others chased after him.

Deposing him on the bed in the center of the gray room, he moved out of the way as Hera moved to get supplies. She came back a minute later with a bowl filled with cold water, rags and also a thermometer. She quickly stuck in his mouth and put a cold rag on brow causing him to whimper at the sudden change.
A minute later, a beep was heard making Hera take it from the dry mouth. Her eyes widened as she saw the '105.6' on the screen. She quick put it down and grabbed The top of Ezra's jumper pulling it down to his waist, showing a brown shirt. Quickly tugging off that reveled a white tank top. Sighing in frustration, she sat him up making a whimper escape. She winced but continued tugging off the material.

After it was removed, she wished she didn't. He entire body was covered in scars. The marks leaving an impression in all of their minds.
She quickly laid him down, ignoring the pained looks. She grabbed the rag from the bowl, wiping Ezra's chest and arms with it as attempt to cool him down.
After a few minutes, Hera saw Ezra's eyes twitch but when she saw it, she instantly remembered their conversation before. She looked over at The crew and said quickly, "He warned me about hallucinations so be warned." They nodded and got on guard. What they didn't expect was Ezra rolling backwards off the head of the bed. He stood in his 5'5 glory with his actually ripped body and looked up at Kanan.
Hera glanced at Kanan and said "Guess he found his target." Kanan nodded and got ready but he didn't expect Ezra to look so broken.
Ezra said in a broken and mad voice, "Why am I here, Sully? I don't want to come back here or see you for a matter of fact. I've told you over and over." Kanan decided to play along and said "And why don't you want to see me?" Ezra looked at him shocked. "Are you serious, Sully? Are you saying you don't remember how you murdered your wife and children in cold blood? The ones you said you'd protect till you die, just for a little money. You made me watch too." Ezra's voiced cracked at the end and a tear fell down and wetted his cheek, followed by many more. The crew looked at him shock,

'How could a man do this to a child?'
Each of them thought.

Zeb quickly slipped away from the group and snuck up behind him. In one swift movement, Ezra was in his arms once again, limp like dead weight. They looked towards each other worriedly.

'What did this child go through?'
The thought echoed in their heads.

Zeb laid him down on the bed once again, allowing Hera to start wetting him again. They watched her, deciding to wait till he woke up, not wanting Hera to deal with him alone.

They sat there for two hours talking about what to do when he awoke and what treatment to do. But what they didn't expect was an agonizing scream to erupt from the shaky teen. They all stood up in surprise and were confused as they heard a breathy laugh. Wondering what was funny, they wished they didn't.

"You think your whip scares me. Think again, Jackass. Well basically it makes you more of a Jackass but whatever floats your ship. Now if your done with the whip, I'd like to pass out in peace." The stood there awkwardly till Ezra turned him head but instead of Kanan, he looked at Zeb.
He sighed and laid his head back down, "You know the rods and knives are my favorite! But like seriously, I'm not going to be awake for most of it." He didn't get to finish with a snarky comment before he whimpered and groaned in pain. Hera quickly stopped her train of thought, which she was in most of the time, and grabbed a prepped syringe off the table. She swiftly jabbed it into his shoulder making his eyes rolled back.
She looked at the others and sadly said "I never knew he was a slave." Sabine nodded along with Zeb but Kanan said "None of us did" She looked at him in surprise, knowing Kanan and Ezra had the strongest bond. "Ok but he's going to be out for a while with that sedative I gave him so let's all go get something to eat." They nodded and walked out, not knowing what was happening in Ezra's system.
The crew sat in the Living Room talking, having a serious conversation on the youngest member. But in the Med Bay, the teen they were talking about woke up with a jolt.
Hera didn't think about how his system was already working overtime so he burned right through the sedative.

The lucid Ezra slowly stood up on shaky legs and sighed in relief as he didn't fall into a heap on the floor. Timidly taking a step forward, he sighed and continued walking down to his room.
What The crew didn't know was he had a guitar hidden in his room well except Zeb because well he's his roommate. He grabbed the navy blue guitar and went to the Loading Bay. He sat down on a crate and strummed his guitar, not knowing prying eyes were watching.

The crew were talking when Kanan suddenly said "Ezra's awake and is coming down the hall." They jumped up and went out to see Ezra walk away with a guitar held in his hands. "What's the kid doing with his guitar?" Zeb whispered, not expecting everyone to hear. "When did he bring that on the Ghost?" Zeb rubbed his neck sheepishly and said "Um he brought it with him when he came aboard." Hera sighed and went down to see where he went.

They found him sitting on a crate, strumming his guitar while humming. Kanan was about to go get him when Zeb laid a hand on his shoulder. "Wait, I want y'all to hear this." They waited and sure enough, after a few minutes Ezra started singing a song that obviously had meaning to it. He sang every line with passion and Kanan could feel all his feelings in the force; guilt, sadness, fear, love, happiness, and most of all hope. Hope for a better place and family.

After the song, he laid his guitar down against the crate and laid down. The crew watched helplessly as Zeb went down and walked over to him. His ears went back and his heart sank. The snarky, sarcastic kid he'd grown to love, looked so frail with his pale and sweaty skin.

He wanted his brother back.

Gently sliding his arms under him, he picked him up and felt Ezra snuggle into the body heat even though he was running a high fever. Zeb chuckled and went up the ladder with one hand, the kid so small, he could be held with one arm.
Once on top, The crew all walked back to the Med Bay, Kanan carrying the guitar. Zeb gently placed him down again and left again before saying something along the lines of "I got to get something..."
He came back a minute later with a Loth-cat plushy and went over to the bed. He placed it in his arms and Ezra instinctively grabbed onto it and curled up. They smiled at the bonding moment but Hera remembered how high Ezra's temperature was, so she grabbed cooling packs and handed them to each member, "Ok I need y'all to rub this over his skin. If we don't get his temperature down, we're going to have to get out the bacta tank." Their eyes widen at the name and they all started rubbing the boy causing him to moan in discomfort.

One week later...
Ezra was still sick with his pale and sweaty skin. The ice bath didn't even help and now he was losing weight. Hera sighed quietly and looked at the shallow breathing boy who was having a fitful sleep. She ran a hand through his blue hair causing him to lean into the touch. She smiled and called everyone to the Med Bay.
They came in shortly after and she gave them all look of desperation. She looked down at the floor and said "I need y'alls help with getting the bacta tank." The looked at her shocked but nodded anyway. They went over to the panels that hid the tank and took the panels off the wall showing the tank. She went over to the computer and typed in to start the operation of filling it up. She grabbed the fold out ladder and put it up against the tank. She started hooking up the mask and got ready to put the kid in as it finished filling it up. Zeb grabbed the kid who was now dressed in a pair of navy boxers and held him before Hera could get him. She smiled and got out of the way for him.
He carefully went up the steps and grabbed the mask and slipped it over the kids face. Zeb sighed and he held the kid over the water and slowly eased him in. Once he was all the way in, he went down the steps and looked helplessly at the floating teen. His navy blue hair swaying and the sound of light breathing. Hera started announcing the beginning of the treatment.

They sat there and watched the teen, pitifully. Wondering how the kid did it.
How he survived all those torturous years on the streets. How such a little kid could handle such a burden all his shoulders, all the pressure on him.
To be fair he couldn't. He held on for as long as he could but in the end, he fell off his stool.
When Hera was checking him over and wetting his pale skin, she found what she hoped she wouldn't on such a young kid.
Rows upon rows of lines ran up and down his arms. She showed the others who were sadden and worried when he did them. But Hera checked them over and found out he hadn't for over a year which certain brightened them up that he stopped the addiction.

They sat there around the bacta tank, watching the teen move around slightly, moving his arms and kicking his legs.
They sighed and smiled as they saw Ezra crack open his drowsy eyes and look at them. He smiled through the mask and slowly formed a thumbs up at them. They all chuckled at the gesture and watched as he closed his eyes, already having used all his energy.
After 4 hours in the tank which ended around 7:00pm, Zeb got up and reached in to get the Kid. Slowly lifting him out, he placed him on his chest and carefully went down the ladder. He went over to the bed and deposed him. Grabbing a towel off the end of the bed where Hera already put it, he dried the kid off, ignoring the smiles from showing his soft side.
After he finished, Ezra reached over grabbing Zeb's arm. Zeb smiled and said "Nope Kid" He grabbed the stuff animal that was also placed at the end of the white bed and replaced his arm with it.

They all went out as Zeb came out a minute later after changing Ezra's boxers to dry ones.
They all went to bed, well most of them.
With Zeb's magnified earring, he could hear Ezra whimpering as if in pain or having a nightmare. Zeb couldn't stand it after 5 minutes and went to the Med Bay to find Ezra tossing and turning. He sighed and did the only thing that came to his protective brother mind.

He went up and picked Ezra up with the blanket and stuff animal. Zeb went over to a plushy chair in the corner and sat down. Moving Ezra around to get him comfortable, he felt him relax into the arms. Ezra made one last move before falling back asleep deeply, he cuddled into Zeb's chest as deep as he could. Zeb chuckled and leaned his head back, falling into his own sleep.

The crew woke up and went to check up on their patient. They all went in, including Chopper, entering the dark Med Bay, they turned on the lights but didn't see the patient. They looked left and right but when they looked in the corner of the room, they found a sight that melt all their hearts.
Zeb was holding a curled up Ezra who had his plushy and a blanket draped over them. Zeb groaned as he realized the lights were on and opened his eyes. He looked directly at them then at the teen who moved closer to him in attempt to get away from the light and said "Kid had a nightmare. It kept me up so I came in here. Now please turn the lights off, the Kid didn't sleep much" and he leaned his head on the back of the chair again.
The crew slowly backed out, turning off the lights on the way, and went to the kitchen.

An hour later, Zeb woke up again and looked down at the peaceful teen. He sighed and stood up. They teen moaned in displeasure and cuddled farther. Zeb chuckled and placed Ezra on the bed. He felt his forehead feeling the fever broke last night and his breathing was less shallow.
Zeb called The crew in and told them what he observed. Hera nodded and said "Let's see if he'll wake up for us then." They all nodded, happy to see the blue eyes once again.
Hera went up to him, taking in his features closely. She saw the way his eyelashes touched his cheeks, the way his lax face makes him look so much younger. And her favorite feature she was waiting to see, his big blue eyes. The ones that made her heart melt.

She gently shook his shoulder, causing his lids to flutter. He moaned from being woken up, and slowly opened his blue eyes. The crew smiled at the Padawan.
"How you feeling, Love?" Hera asked sweetly. Ezra chuckled and said "Like Jabba the Hut sat on me but better than before. Oh and sorry if you my memories got the best of me." Hera smiled sadly, "It's ok but why didn't you tell us before?" Ezra looked confused, "Which part? There's a lot of things I have kept." They looked at him weirdly.

'Why is he admitting he has secrets?'

Hera sighed and put her hand on his head checking the temperature again,  "The part where you were a slave?" She pried gently. Ezra made an adorable 'oh' face, "Yeah I don't really remember much of it just glimpses but I do remember some. But I didn't think it was important." Hera glared at him slightly and said "Oh course it's important. To us your a mystery, something waiting to be figured out."
"Oh so y'all want to know want happened in my past?" They nodded sheepishly. He sighed and sat up, looking at each of them in the eye.
"What do you want to know?"
"Who is Sully?" Zeb blurted out. Ezra's eyes widen, "I had a flashback of him?" He face scrunched up distastefully, making them chuckle.
"Ok so the story starts off at the orphanage. I was the one that didn't get picked. I often had panic attacks and stopped eating, that kind. So anyway a guy named Sully came in and he chose me to foster.
He had a wife and two daughters. He helped me with everything as if I was his own. But after I was there for I think four months, things went down hill." He looked down and The crew were worried.
"Since the Empire came, more jobs sold out and money was scarce. But he made a stupid deal with the bucket heads which wound up with everyone dead and me watching tied up to a chair.
I of course ran away, but after probably a year on the streets, he found me I cussed him out and he left me alone. The end"
The crew stood there shocked till Zeb and Sabine burst out laughing. Hera, Kanan, and Ezra all looks confused but after they were done laughing, Sabine said "Imagine a NINE year old kid cussing out an adult." That got them all chuckling.

"Ok any more questions?" They shook their heads and Ezra sighed and laid back down, "Then good night."
They all chuckled before they noticed he actually passed out. They walked out smiling knowing their member was going to be okay.

A few days later, Ezra was almost back to full strength. Zeb and The crew never told him have he had slept with Zeb but what he doesn't know wouldn't hurt him.
But what they didn't know is that Ezra remembered everything that happened and he held tight to the memories, wanting to remember the time someone took care of him in 7 years.

Hello peeps!! As promised a new update!! This is from SWRgirl  , it was her/ his idea so I hope I met expectations. I will be updating again but I need to decide between an experimented Ezra or a graceful Ezra if you know what I mean! So comment in and I will update as soon as I can! Vote and comment!! Bye bye!!☺️☺️

-Momo